Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on January 27, 2013
An army general once said
Overwhelmed soldiers access to
Guns and alcohol serves suicide
Distance is needed between
Soldiers and guns but the NRA
Believes soldiers’ gun rights are
More important than suicide
They want to stop commanding
Officers from talking to their troops
About the guns they possess
That so often kill them
In an impetuous moment
Fueled by access and alcohol
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on January 25, 2013
With a sense of security anyone might question,
The young bald eagle perches at the peak
Of the fir tree, not yet capable of carrying
The symbolic weight of the national bird.
The white adult elegance, still hidden
Under mottled brown and gold, appropriate
For limited tasks and responsibilities.
A tail too short for a soon to be svelte body.
Yet, as the youngster soars into flight,
A sense of elegant, endless possibility.
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on January 22, 2013
We were never close
I know you adored my mother
But too much distance between us
Your lithe athleticism
My anxious awkwardness
Your precise engineering
My literary aspirations
The war you never spoke of
Unless it were a funny story
From Germany’s front lines
The zipper that broke
When you were blown from
The top of the American tank
Uninjured and a medal for bravery
The Vietnam War I did not join
You understood why after a time
Our common ground in my mother
I hope your sons are as proud
Of you as I am and thank you
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on January 21, 2013
Inauguration day
Black family in the White House
Our democracy
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on January 20, 2013
Night time's moony clouds
Silver and black windblown shapes
Somewhere snowy owls
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